Words - 2,510

Pairing - Boris x Alice

Disclaimer - I do not own Heart no Kuni no Alice.

.:: Seducing the Men of Wonderland ::.


Victim # 1 - Boris aka - Cheshire Cat


"You're the only one, I've felt this way for. You're the only one who worries about me. Thanks, Alice."

I had looked back, sitting down slowly. Fell to my knees. I didn't care if my stockings got dirty. I didn't care if it was raining and I might get wet. I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. Ace had murdered them all. In cold blood. They did nothing to him. Vaguely, I wondered if it had anything to do with his apparent obsession with changing his role. Trying to be the rebel.

I hadn't expected to see Boris. Or, hadn't expected for him to try and cheer me up either. But that was one of the more charming things about Boris.

Out of everyone I met in Wonderland, he seemed to understand me the most. When I had talked to him about the value of life, he had looked at me with wide eyes, his ears perked up attentively.

Those ridiculous looking cat ears that I had secretly begun to like. I wanted to touch them, like I had touched Elliot's rabbit ears. I didn't care what he said; they were rabbit ears to me.

When I touched his tail, it was almost unrealistic. It was weird for someone that looked human, to have a cat tail. But apparently it hurt when I grabbed it.

I liked the fact that he always tried to cheer me up. Because most of the time, it worked.

Going to the amusement park with him had been the most fun I'd had in a long time. I blushed at the thought.

But why I was thinking of that at a time like this, I didn't know. I thought about everyone here from time to time. Everyone had a unique personality.

In this world, everyone will love you.

That's what Nightmare had told me. And yet, Boris was one of the few people here that didn't proclaim their love for me. Him, Blood and Julius hadn't. Although, Blood had accused me of…seducing the men here. Which was completely false. I wasn't doing anything of that sort.

I was just getting to know these people better, because wasn't I supposed to? So the potion would continue to refill? So I could go home…

The thought of leaving Wonderland saddened me. I'd miss everyone, of course. But I couldn't just forget about my sister. She had raised me, and oh, I wasn't supposed to fall asleep. We were supposed to play cards. I stopped wondering why this dream was taking so long. I was sure that time here and time back home weren't the same. After all, night and day could span between a few hours here.

Time was weird here.

I walked into the clock fixing room silently, watching as Julius sat in his chair. He meticulously worked on the clocks, and it always fascinated me to watch him work his magic. He was very skilled, and had a huge burden laid upon him, although he never complained.

"Alice." He greeted politely. I smiled and sat down on the couch, watching him gently.

"I hear you refuse to attend the ball." He looked up at me curiously. My gaze hardened. I didn't want to think about that now.

"If Blood is going, then I'm not."

"I thought you and him were on good terms?" he inquired, still working on the clock.

I huffed impatiently. "I don't want to talk about it."

He had been selfish. It wasn't my fault that I saw him and Vivaldi in the Rose Garden. And it most certainly wasn't my fault that I didn't know the rules.

Julius shrugged, allowing that. He didn't ever push me to tell him something.

"Well, I'd have liked for you to come." He admitted, causing me to blush slightly.

I looked down at his hands, repairing the small screws inside the clock. It was weird to think that he was fixing someone's heart.

"I haven't gotten a dress." I reminded him.

He shrugged. "We both know that the queen would happily lend you any dress you wish."

I bit my lip, knowing he was right. Why should I let Blood stop me from going and having fun? Well, also…I didn't have a date. I played with the hem of my dress. Did I need a date?

I stood. "You're right Julius." I smiled brightly.

He looked up from his work. "So will you attend?"

I nodded and smiled again. "I'm going to go find a dress."

"Very well."

As Julius had guessed, Vivaldi had no problem lending me the most exquisite dress she could manage to find. I put it on, and allowed her soldiers to do my hair as I idly conversed with them.

Once they were finished, I thanked them properly and left the building, because they were decorating the ball room.

So I walked around, mostly wandering. I didn't really have a specific place that I wanted to go.

I heard rustling in the bushes. I looked to my right and let out a light squeal as something jumped out.



He had minor scratches on his arms, but other than that, I couldn't find any major wounds.

He grinned, "Wow, you look really pretty."

I looked down, smiling softly. "Thank you. I decided to go after all." I added.

"That's great Alice!" he held his hand up to his face, licking his wounds. Just like a cat. I watched as they slowly began to heal. "Blue looks good on you."

I looked up at his ears, watching as they twitched.

I was tempted to touch them.

"Hey Boris, who are you going with?" I asked before I could stop myself.

His ears perked up. "Eh?" he scratched his cheek, giving me a playful smile. Then, he shrugged. "I'm not sure yet."

I looked down, playing with the hem of my dress. "Would you…want to go with me?" I asked.

He smiled brightly, flashing me his sharp teeth. "Of course. I'd love to." He was grinning, and I soon found myself smiling along with him.

There was something about Boris that just made me want to laugh along with him or go on an adventure with him.

"What time does it start?" I asked.

He scratched his cheek, "Hm, I think in an hour." He smiled, looking at me. "I'm underdressed."

I shook my head, walking closer to him and running my fingers across his boa, "I don't think so."

He smiled more sheepishly this time. Then he started walking. "Let's do something before the ball." He suggested spontaneously. I tilted my head.

"Like what?"

He shrugged. "Anything."

He held out his hand to me, and to my surprise, I took it.

"By the way, what were you doing before I saw you?" I asked, fully knowing that he was sneaking into the Castle again.

"Uhh.." I saw his cheeks turn pink and I giggled. "I wasn't trying to die though." He smiled brightly. "Cause then I wouldn't be able to see you anymore. I was just curious."

I looked up at him, "Haven't you heard that curiosity killed the cat?"

He nodded, "I don't believe in that."

"Didn't think you did."

I noticed that he had let go of my hand. For some reason, that I didn't know, it made me upset. Then, getting lost in my thoughts, I tripped over a twig, scraping my knee.

Boris turned to look at me. "Hey Alice, are you okay?" he looked concerned as he bent down next to me.

I nodded slowly, looking at my scraped knee. Boris slid my left stocking down an inch, exposing the wound. He examined it carefully, a serious look spread across my face. I felt it sting lightly.

Then, before I could protest, he bent his head down and licked the cut.

"Boris!" I exclaimed, blushing. He didn't stop, only looked up at me. "Stop." I commanded, feeling embarrassed.

He pulled away. "But you always tend to my wounds when I get hurt." He tilted his head. "I'm only trying to help."

"But licking won't help!"

He smiled. "Well sure it will. Watch." I looked down at my knee where he licked, and watched as it slowly began to heal. My eyes widened and I became enthralled.

"How does it do that?" my voice was amazed. His tongue swooped across my knee, allowing it to heal quicker. He shrugged.

"I dunno. Maybe it's my saliva or something. But that's how I always used to heal my cuts when I got hurt." Then he grinned at me, "But I like it when you fix me up better."

I let out a soft giggle. "Your tongue feels just like my kitten's."

He stuck out his tongue, looking at it curiously. "Hm, I never noticed."

I smiled and poked it. "Hm, it's fine now. Before it felt all prickly." How curious…

Boris closed his mouth and stood, holding his hand out for me to take it. I accepted, allowing him to pull me up. He looked at my back for a moment and frowned. "Your dress got dirty."

I looked behind me and sure enough, there was dirt all over. I started brushing it off. "It's not important." I said nonchalantly.

I started walking, and Boris fell into step beside me. He stroked his pink boa. I looked at his ears and stopped walking. He noticed and turned,

"What's wrong?" he asked, frowning slightly. I shook my head, looking up at him.

"Boris, can I…" but instead of finishing my sentence, my hands rose, stroking his hair. It was soft. He stood close to me, hovering above me, looking down at me.

"Alice…?" he whispered.

I didn't reply, but stood on my tippy toes. My fingers trailed across his hair, and moved to his ears as I felt them. I was gently, softly petting them. Then I heard a soft low sound. It sounded like it was coming from Boris. It was low and deep, and distant. But I could hear it.

"Are you…purring?"

I looked down from his ears to his face to see that his eyes were shut contently. The closer I listened, the more I realized that he was purring.

I laughed softly, continuing to scratch behind his ears.

Was he coming closer to me? My face flushed as I felt him rub his cheek against mine affectionately. As if he really was a cat trying to rub against its owner. His head nudged my shoulder as I continued massaging his scalp. I wondered if he could turn into a cat, just like Peter turned into a rabbit. I felt his hands grip my arms lightly, his boa tickling my skin. I had to admit, his closeness unnerved me a bit. But my body couldn't move; it was frozen in place.

Then he turned his head, pressing his ear against my chest. "What are you…"

"Ace was right. About your heartbeat." He murmured between purring. He closed his eyes for a moment, and we both just stood there, listening.

Boris pulled away, a soft smile on his face as I dropped my hand from his head. I looked down, biting my lip. "I have…a confession to make."

He tilted his head, "Oh?"

Boldly, I met his gaze. "I'm rusty with dancing. Really rusty. As you saw from before, I practically have two left feet."

Then he let out a small laugh and took my hands in his. "It's all about relaxing. You don't have to be so stiff."

He began to step back and forth, and I hesitantly followed. He was graceful as he moved, pulling me with him. And I found that dancing with him wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I smiled as he twirled me around.

Once we stopped he placed a finger to his chin thoughtfully. "I better go change." I watched as his tail curled around him, as if it had a mind of its own. Then he took my arm, leading me towards his house. "Let's go!"

As he led me I couldn't help but wonder who else was going. I thought back to Blood and Vivaldi together in the rose garden. Would they speak to each other at the ball?

Boris changed into a suit, and it surprised me how different he looked just by changing his clothes. "You look very handsome." I complimented, tugging at his bowtie. Grinning, he thanked me.

He stretched his arms out, his tail twirling around. We casually walked back to the castle, the sky beginning to get dark.

"Looks like we're just in time." He said as we arrived. He took my hand as we entered the ball room together.

The ball was nothing like I'd expected. But really, what can one expect in this crazy world?

It went by fast. We enjoyed tea, and danced and conversed and had fun. It seemed like all of the war and fighting that went on, disappeared. Everyone got along. There was no violence, and even the faceless members enjoyed themselves. I smiled; glad to see everyone was having a good time.

I ignored Blood the entire time though. Peter too. At one point he had threatened Boris, but I brushed it off. I could afford a little relaxing.

Towards the end, Boris took me outside on the balcony. He hopped on it, sitting down sinuously.

"Be careful!" I scolded. He turned his head and grinned,

"I love it when you scold me."

I rolled my eyes and leaned against the balcony next to him as we watched the dark sky and the stars. I held onto his hand so that he wouldn't fall off, and felt this weird feeling bubble in my chest as he gripped my hand back, entwining our fingers together.

"I had a really good time, Alice." He whispered, still looking up at the sky. I nodded in agreement.

I saw him look down at me, his face close again. I looked into his curious eyes. After a moment, his eyelids fluttered shut as he pressed his lips against mine in a soft, brief kiss, causing me to close my eyes as well.

I exhaled a breath I didn't know I had been holding.

Opening my eyes, I saw him beam a bright smile, flashing his sharp teeth. I shivered, feeling a little chilly. Noticing this, Boris wrapped his boa around me, and pulled me against him as he got off the balcony.

He leaned against my chest, listening to my heart beat once more. I watched as his ears relaxed, and he began purring once more.

Boris – my little Cheshire Cat.

.:: Fin ::.

A/N - This is going to be a multichapter drabble fic. Each chapter will be a different 'victim'. Started out with my favorite Pairing :D